Writer, who?

Someone, as of late, has taken to calling me a writer. I'm not sure their right. I had read, not so long ago, As I lay dying by Faulkner. In the about the other section on the back of the book, he wrote that before he ever put pen to paper, he knew he was… Continue reading Writer, who?


500 Words

I remember a fond conversation a professor once tried to have with me, my senior year in college. I had mentioned to her that I had written a novel and asked for her input. I can't say I remember much about her or her thoughts on my novel. She seemed far more interested in me… Continue reading 500 Words